Motherhood with a baby can be hard on the self-esteem. The infrequent showers, the baby spit-up decorating everything you wear, the bags under the eyes from the interrupted nights – these do not combine to make Mama feel like a lovely and graceful flower.
Fortunately, everyone seems to understand, or at least pretends to.
Everyone except my three-year-old. I was lying on my side in my bed, having just finished nursing the baby, and three-year-old JellyBean came vaulting up into my bed. “I want to snuggle you!” she declared.
She bounced around a little before settling into what she calls her “nest”: the spot behind my bent knees when I’m lying on my side. She lay there contentedly, then popped up for a comment.
She pointed to my underarm. “Mommy! You’re all fuzzy!” she announced, with preschooler delight. “You look like a teddy bear!”
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Hey! Riley gave me a Perfect Post Award for my post The Ambitious Stay-at-Home Mom. Thanks, Riley!
So, why does electrolysis have to be so freaking expensive anyway?
At least teddy bears are cuddly and adorable. You’re doing just fine.
Hee. I don’t know what MY excuse currently is for being fuzzy, aside from general laziness.
I hadn’t read your ambitious stay-at-home-mom post before, because I am new to you. But I thought it was so wonderful, I linked it in my post today. It was well deserving of an award, just in how perfectly it helped me define my own feelings of disatisfaction with the distracted way I had been raising my children lately.
Enjoy your break.
Children always seem to notice these things right away, no?
My youngest daughter once asked me, “Mommy, why do you have spikey things on your legs?”
Teddy bears are wonderful.
Strangely, once I got pregnant, I got less fuzzy. Compensates a little for the handbasket the rest of my body is in.
Kids always know how to make you feel great about yourself. I love that she thought it was great that you look like a teddy bear.
LOLOLOLOL!! Thanks so much for the laugh!
I am going to go breastfeed that baby now. Anybody know where Maher is at?
Teddy bear? That’s a high compliment.
You’ll shave again. I promise.
If my son wants to pet my legs, I know it’s been a while.